Chapter 176 Gamble with a lifetime

Feng Shaoli subconsciously wanted to keep up, but as soon as she stepped forward, she stopped, thinking that the most urgent thing was to find Lan Ge and tell him what happened in the heavenly world. As for Xing Subaru, who hated the Lord of Heaven, she had no reason to take care of it.

After thinking about it for a moment, Feng Shaoli still decided to continue to look for Lan Ge and looked up at the direction of the disappearance of the two stars. Although she still couldn't let go of this matter, she did not want Lan Ge in danger. With a slight sigh, he continued to walk from the opposite place. Naturally, the shopkeeper, who was busy greeting guests, did not see Feng Shaoli in the grass.

Star Subaru and Lan Mei went on like this, and both of them looked very calm. Lan Mei always looked back from time and seemed to be waiting for something. But after walking for a long time, no one followed him, so Lan Mei was a little confused. She raised her eyes and stared at the man beside her carefully and asked softly, "Young Master, I just felt it clearly in the teahouse. I feel that there are immortals hiding nearby, why don't you follow me now?"

Xing Suba's eyebrows restrained slightly, looked slightly at Lan Mei, and then withdrew his eyes and kept walking under his feet. "Maybe we have worried too much. Although there are indeed immortals just now, his goal is not you and me."

Other than that, there is no better explanation. Otherwise, why did the fairy suddenly appear and disappear?

Lan Mei thought for a moment and nodded to agree to Xing Zhuo's words. Xingbo didn't say anything more and still continued to move forward. Somehow, he had a feeling of eager to return to Qinzhu immediately. He just couldn't wait to see the familiar face when he pushed the door of Qinzhu's door.

Qinzhunai

Su Yue sat quietly in front of the window, holding her right hand with her chin and staring at the swaying green bamboo outside the window. Her bright eyes blinked gently, and her eyelashes fluttered like butterfly wings, which was flexible and beautiful.

From last night to now, the prince Su has never looked for her again, so now she doesn't know whether the two fairies have left or not. She has wanted to leave the house many times, but she has just walked out of the door and has no choice but to take it back.

She still has some things that have not been figured out. How regrettable it would be if she went out and happened to meet the two immortals like this. So she would rather stay in the room than step out of the door. But he often looked out of the door, looking forward to a person in that place. But after staying like this all morning, I never saw the prince Su appear. That man is like the wind, coming and going without a shadow, and there is no trace of passing by.

I don't know how many times I look at the door. Anyway, every time I look at it, I will be disappointed. So she gradually learned to shift her mind to other things instead of waiting here.

The empty bamboo forest is quiet and elegant, and the cool breeze blows by, bringing pieces of fallen leaves flying. The sound of bamboo branches blowing in the wind is just like a beautiful song, which makes people standing in the forest forget themselves and their worries.

Soong Su stood alone in the forest, stayed silently for a moment, and then continued to move forward. As he walked, he stopped, casually grabbed a leaf falling with the wind and put it in the palm of his hand, feeling the slight weight of the leaf.

He likes to walk alone in the bamboo forest like this, and prefers to enjoy this quiet environment alone. He is the only one in the world, and there is no more disturbance, and there is nothing to worry about. The world alone is quiet and far away.

"Life has no dreams, dreams are like life." Prince Su muttered softly, as if talking to himself and sighing, "Maybe in my life, it's really just a dream, a dream that I don't even want to believe."

Dream. A dream that can't be rid of.

Close your eyes and listen to the sound of green leaves blowing in the wind. The green shirt swings with the wind, and the snow-white hair is like an old man counting memories. Each one is full of memories. Every memory carries a sinking grief.

On the top of the mountains, two men stood in the wind, free and graceful.

"How about we make a bet?"

"Gas? Do you dare to bet with me?"

"Naturally, I'm very confident that I can beat you this time."

"Oh? You're so sure, but let's talk about it. How can you bet?

"Let's see which of us can enter the fantasy city first and win. The loser has to do something for the winner. Do you dare to bet?"

"Hahaha... You look down on me too much. There is nothing in the world that my prince Xueji dares not dare to do. Since you dare to bet, I will accompany you to the end."

"That's what you said. If you lose, don't repudiate the debt. Otherwise, I will call you a prince and lose.

After saying that, the two looked at each other and laughed loudly. The bright laughter floated out of the nine-day clouds, rendering the blue sky and white clouds more blue and white. Just because the laughter of these two people is full of at home.

The laughter left, but in a blink of an eye, it was the quiet bamboo forest. Under the heavy rain, the two stood with umbrellas. In early March, it was desolate and lonely.

"The only thing I lost to you in my life was to go to the City of Wonderland that day. Unexpectedly, this only thing made me unable to get rid of it in my life. I've been wondering if I was the first person to enter the city of fantasy on that day, will everything else not happen again?

"None of us can change what has happened, just like I can't get rid of the rules. All this is fate. Now, I have nothing to ask for. The only thing I want is for you to keep the mother and son safe, so that I will die without regret.

"Death? Ha ha... Do you think everything can be relieved after death? She gave up the demon world for you, but you don't want to give up the fairyland for her. Now she is forced back to the demon capital. Heaven wants her life, and you also want her life. You have lost a child. Do you want another child to be killed by heaven?

"I don't want to, I..."

"You really don't want to, but you didn't stop it, did you? Did you stop Fengyu when he put Qianyue into the abyss?

"I'm sorry for Qianye and Qianyue as a father, and I'm even more sorry for her as a husband. However, there is a difference between immortals and demons. I can't violate the heavenly rules and betray the heaven and all the wind god clan because of her. I... can't do it. Looking for you today is to tell you that if you really treat me as a brother, please... Let her stop taking revenge for Qianyue and be the enemy of heaven. She can't retreat at all.

"Qianyue is your own flesh and blood, do you really have the heart to let him die like this? Is this really you? Is this still the one I used to know? Fengran, are you so ruthless?"

"Excisible... Ha ha... Yes, I'm such a ruthless person. Since you all think so, what else can I say? Xue Ji, I don't understand your thoughts. If you were the first person to step into the city of fantasy, maybe you are the people who have experienced my suffering today, aren't they?"

"If I experience eternal suffering for the people I care about, I am also willing."

"Hehe..."

That laughter, a little helplessness, a little desolation, gradually faded away in that back.

The wind is in my ears, and hundreds of birds sing happily. The figure standing in the bamboo forest stands forever like a statue, not the position of that year, without the rain of that year, with blue hair and white hair, a little more sorrow and desolation.

Unconsciously, the corners of my eyes have been crystal ** rolling down, as cold as the rain of that year. The prince Su looked up, and the memories in the depths of his mind kept surging. Those pictures were as vivid as those he had just experienced yesterday.

"I lost once, but I lost my whole life." Such a sentence contains too much. If you lose once, let him carry it for a lifetime.

There is no if in the world, and there is no way to change the facts.

When I opened my eyes, it was still green bamboo leaves, and the bamboo forest was full of light and shadow. It was no longer the forest of that year. With a smile in my heart, Prince Su only thought to himself, "1,500 years, 1,500 years of waiting, Fengran, I have guarded for you for 1,500 years. Qianye has been able to protect myself. Do I still need to guard it? You once said that you understand my thoughts, but do you really understand? I would rather be misunderstood by people from the three worlds and six ways to keep what you care about. What is it for?

Speaking of this, Prince Su himself smiled sarcastically. That person would not understand and would never understand. Just as if he didn't understand why that person became a ruthless person who abandoned his wife.

He took a deep breath, and his handsome face was a little tired. Looking at the bamboo forest in front of him, he closed his eyes slightly and wanted to rest, but he did not want to leave.

After a long time, the wind in the forest became stronger and stronger. Prince Su still stood quietly. However, his originally calm face suddenly frowned, and the pain from his body gradually spread from his body to the outside of his body. Prince Su frowned tightly, leaned on the green bamboo beside him in a hurry, and his breathing became so short.

He held the branches of the green bamboo tightly in his right hand, his forehead was already covered with sweat, and his pale face was as pale as paper without blood. Because of the pain, the corners of his mouth were already twitching slightly, and everything in front of him was blurred. He tried to open his eyes to see the surrounding environment, but all he saw was the green leaves floating down and touching the world mixed together. Like.

"Qing'er..." He opened his mouth and wanted to speak, but Mr. Su suddenly remembered that he never allowed anyone to step in the bamboo forest. Therefore, no witches and other waitresses can be found in this forest.

The pain of the body has almost drowned him, as if he can no longer bear the weight of the body. He opened his eyes with difficulty to see the front, but the blurred consciousness of the brain took him to the sleeping world.

"If this sleep is a lifetime, it would be great. You don't have to worry about who you live for anymore. Over the years, knowing that you live in this world but are unwilling to look for it, can you know the cowardice in my heart? Do you know the pain in my heart again?" Fuzzy memory, vague words, in a trance, he seemed to see someone in white coming this way, like a teenager standing on the top of the mountains that year.

The wind blows quietly.

The green leaves are still swaying down, and the sun shines like scattered in the bamboo forest. It is warm, but it looks so monotonous.